When boy likes you, you say no thank you. You don't kick him on the ground.

There hadn’t been one specific moment. It was like gradualy waking up. You go from being asleep to the space between dreaming and awake and then into consciousness. It’s a slow process, but when you’re awake, there’s no mistaking it. There was no mistaking that it had been love.

Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer

There are moments in life that you wish with all your heart you could take back. Like, just erase from existence. Like, if you could, you'd erase yourself right out of existence too, just to make that moment not exist.

You can't put being in love on a scale. Either you are or you aren't.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I'll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.

It’s hard to throw away history. It was like you were throwing away a part of yourself.